Well, the title says it all! After all my hard work this summer planting food plots, putting up new stands, cutting trails, putting up with dogs, ect... I get a shot at a spike last night at 10 yrds and shoot right over his back. I know what I did wrong. Didn't bend at the waist and didn't pick a spot! That's not the bad part. There was a doe with him and she didn't run off. So I nock another arrow and this time I do everything right, but she didn't. She was already spooked and she dropped at the shot and I hit her high. Just below the back bone and she ran off. I waited a couple hours before looking. Found no blood anywhere. After about an hour of trying to follow her tracks I found my arrow. Bloody arrow but none on the ground. But after the arrow came out I started finding blood. Not dark blood and not very often. Trailed her for about another hour one drop at a time for a couple hundred yrds till she made it off my property. At that point the blood had all but stoped. I don't believe it was a fatal wound but I am totally disgusted with my self. My first deer ever with a bow was a gut shot doe and I didn't pick up a bow again for 15 yrs. I'm not going to give up. I really enjoy making and hunting with my own bows. but I could really use a pep talk.
To make matters worse, my brother in law ( who gut shot a 140" deer last year with his compound and found it) call me this morning and starts talking crap and rubbing it in.
I've killed dozens and dozens of deer, elk, exotics, and hogs with other weapons. Even killed 6 hogs and 1 whitetail with trad. I know that I can shoot well. it's hard to admit, But for some reason I just simply fall apart when hunting with a trad bow! . but my pride won't let me stop. I'm in for life!